Hidden Scars (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 13

Louis was standing in the balcony of Harry's house later that evening. Harry was taking a shower before he went to work. He was standing with his lower arms rested on the edge of the railings. He was watching people walking or cars driving by. This could be used as a good time pass if nothing else was there to do, same case as Louis'.

He was deep in thoughts. Same old, same old. How everything has happened in his life. From his childhood to his parents' cruel treatment to him moving out. Getting jobs after jobs, moving in and out. The best thing that ever happened to him was definitely meeting Zayn, maybe Harry too, but he owes a lot to Zayn.

This is what you will mostly find him doing. Exactly the reason he wants to keep himself busy, to distract himself.

His phone beeped and he pulled it out of his pocket, seeing a text message. What brightened his mood was the fact that it was from Zayn.

From Zayn: "Skype in 5???"

Harry didn't have work till about a whole hour and a half later.

To Zayn: "Sure!"

He went inside and pulled out the laptop Zayn had bought him. He still felt bad about it, but Zayn told him that he could pay back whenever he wants. He didn't want a pay back to start with but anything to make Louis feel alright.

He opened it and logged onto his Skype account, again made by Zayn before he left. He waited a minute till Zayn came on and called him. He accepted the call and saw Zayn's face appear on the screen.

"Hey-Hey! Louis! Things going great?" Zayn started off, his excitement being obvious.

"Hey. Yeah. Yeah. They're great. What 'bout you? How's everyone at home?" Zayn was, except for Harry perhaps, the only one Louis could talk easily with.

"Yup! Everyone's alright. What about you? How did the first day go?"

"It was good. Great actually." Louis remembered the morning, the trip to the hill, the lunch. Basically the entire day was great.

"You seem pretty happy. Did Harry do something?"

"No. What would he do?" Louis arched his eyebrows.

"Oh I don't know. Maybe say that he likes you and you tell him that you like him too." Zayn wiggled his eye brows at the poor boy. Louis honestly felt shy during these talks.

"N-no. H-he doesn't like me. And I won't tell him that I like him. Don't want to make a fool of myself. Besides why would he like me anyway? I mean, have you looked at me for more than five seconds?" Louis easily degraded himself causing Zayn to sigh hugely in disappointment.

"Yes. As a matter of fact, I'm seeing you for more than two years. And you are honestly fit. Why wouldn't he like you? He has to be blind not to?" Zayn stated.

"Stop kidding me." Louis shook his head.

"Honestly, Lou. You are attractive. You don't see it but I do and most probably Harry does too. You are-"

"Attractive enough that no one has ever told me this before?"

Zayn stayed silent for a few seconds. He pinched the bridge of his nose and moved his hand through his hair and ended it with a rub on the back of his neck.

"You'll see it one day. Trust me. Anyway I didn't call you so we talk about this. Again. Did you feel alright the whole day? Comfortable?" Zayn being the caring man he is, or in this case, extremely caring man, asked.

"Yeah. In fact I actually enjoyed myself today. Harry made breakfast. And did you know that we can actually go to the hill we always talk about, behind the mall?" Louis chuckled and Zayn raised his brows in amusement at Louis' happiness.